Corporate can suck it and Louie can get it straight up the ass. You know what, forget corporate, screw YOU Louie. You’re such an asshole and you THINK you’re a good manager when all you are is a load of shit and use our confessions against us and take advantage of your title as manager. You’re only here for 6 weeks and I KNOW the new manager is going to be a BIGGER bitch. Oh well, maybe corporate can suck it in the end too. They fired Charlie and since than, we’ve gone to hell from there. I don’t care about the damn job anymore and I WILL not care from here on out until I find out if I get another job or not. But regardless, Pinkberry can kiss my ass. I will NOT be promised something and than end up being passed up and lied to. I am a good worker and I am not naive or stupid as you may presume me to be. I know how the system works and I know how fucked up managers can be. But damn, don’t get my hopes high up just to be knocked down. From here on out [[when it comes to corporate ran jobs]] I will only go to work, do it, and go home because in the end, I’m really making money to get me through school, pay for bills and have money to do things with my life, not to let a corporate ran job become my entire life. I did it before and I won’t allow myself to do it again.
Oh and you know who else can kiss my ass? My older sister and her lame ass boyfriend. Words can’t describe my irritation towards her. She’s a fucking idiot and I will NOT let myself stress over someone who doesn’t want my help, he won’t come to me anymore and ESPECIALLY someone who can NOT think for them self and talk shit down on others. I’m done. I’m through.
I can’t wait until this school year starts. I really am excited. I have an actual job I might get that will help me in my major, I know my options and I FINALLY finished my first year of college. Only took me 4 years, but I am damn proud of myself. This second year will be a breeze because I KNOW what I want to do, I have my head on straight and I am READY. I’ve never felt this happy before and all I can say is it can only get better from here on out. Maybe right now, God is not letting me have a boyfriend because I finally know what I want in life and I am going after it. That doesn’t mean I still LONG for one, but when it comes, it comes. I know in my heart it will happen and when God feels its ready, I will embrace it and welcome it in my life. =D
Closing note: PINKBERRY CAN SUCK IT, Donna can kiss my ass and this school year will be awesome. =D
I promised myself I will not settle for less than what I deserve.
I will not belittle myself to think I am worthless.
I am not perfect, but can accept that.
One day, I will be in the embrace of someone who appreciates me for who I am and appreciates me despite my flaws.
One day, that person who loves me for me, and can accept me in my bad times, will deserve me in my best times.
My decree is not to show that I am conceited and think highly of myself, my decree is something that I constructed through personal experience and can honestly say who I am and what I deserve, without talking out of my ass.
For those who know me personally through and through are the ones who took the time to get to know me and set all judgement aside. I know I can be difficult, hard-headed, childish, crazy and loud; but that is the essence of me. I don’t follow the crowd and I certainly march to my own beat of drum. I’m not afraid of the truth because I don’t ever want to be lied to. I can handle the truth and would rather hear it, than be made a fool of. I am not perfect and I am not saying that I am, but in my own eyes and in God’s eyes, I am perfect in my own way.
I don’t think loving you will be the healthiest option at the moment.
I hate that we spent most the day together, yet I want to just spend more time. I know you’re not in a good place, but I feel like I can help you. I don’t want to love you, therefore I am ignoring all feelings and pushing them aside. But I can’t help for what could possibly be. ::sigh:: What IS IT ABOUT YOU THAT MAKES ME WANT YOU.
I hate being a girl.
Good thing I’m going to the beach with Ate tomorrow. I think we need another bitch fest about people that we can’t get out of our damn head and love life in general, or there lack of.
At the same time, I just don’t know how I feel about you, but I do know I want to spend more time with you. dammit.
Had an amazing day. Hung out with the girls from STAY, road trip there and back. iHOP-ness after and chit chats. Mass on the beach was amazing. Beautiful. Sometimes the reason you feel called into ministry is because you are an asset to what should be changed. I’ve never been more sure of myself than now, to take on a teaching job that I have dreamed of. =D
Maybe my dad is right [[for once]] and my cut hours is a blessing in disguised. I sure hope so because I’ve got bills that NEED to be PAID. My only damn stressor. tssk.
What a way to wake up to: my mother bitching just cause my sister wants to stay out all day with her boyfriend. DAMN, let it go. What is she gonna do when she comes home? NOTHING.
I know she’s constantly comparing him to Nick, but DAMN, THEY ARE NOT GOING TO GET BACK TOGETHER. Read it, repeat it, live it, learn to deal with it. I’m so sick and tired of this shit. Same bull shit complaining, complaining, COMPLAINING.
And get off my back. I’m 24. You won’t let me move out [[yet. she doesn’t know I’m planning on it]] and you barely let me have my freedom.
Corporate, and this goes for all FRANCHISED/FAMILY OWNED businesses, can kiss my none-existent ASS. So much f-ing drama that it makes being unemployed sound more appealing than dealing with power-mad, Nazi driven, stupid, heartless people high up on the chain of so-called BUSINESS.
Picking favorites, cutting hours because you don’t LIKE a certain person and totally disregarding a person’s potential who has EXPERIENCE, is ridiculous. It really is. I hate manager change. I’ve NEVER had good luck with it and third time the charm is slowly going out the window. I lost two jobs due to stupidity of manager’s dislikes towards me and I’m scared of losing this job. I know I’m a hard worked and I know my shit, but DAMN it’s a dog eat dog world out there in the work world. I know economy sucks but damn, give us young adults a chance to become something instead of these adults who made poor decisions. I know what I’m saying may be offensive, but I’m so damn pissed with corporate at my current job. More towards the damn acting manager who corporate has to listen to/go by their words because they’re not fucking there to witness shit.
Sorry older adult; I’m really bitter right now and I hate the fact that these older adults are coming in and trying to take over jobs that us young, unqualified adults are doing. MOST OF US ARE DOING IT TO PAY FOR COLLEGE AND GET THROUGH COLLEGE. WE’RE NOT TRYING TO MAKE IT A CAREER LIKE YOU ARE.
I’m so damn bitter. At least venting how I really feel helped a lot to Ate. Oh BOY did it help a lot. =)
Beach today. Maybe in good company, I’ll feel a lot better despite my ass of a job.
Why must the opposite sex be so damn complicated? Being 24, You would think I have plenty of advise on how to get a guy, but, I HAVE NO IDEA. I know, you’re supposed to let love find you instead of constantly searching, but I can’t help it. I know what I want and I know what I deserve, but I hate the fact that I have to get to know people to SEE if there’s potential. I hate this. I need a distraction. This summer was supposed to be a one-of-a-kind summer, as compared to all the other summer’s I’ve had. Every birthday, I always wish the same wish, but it never comes true. Every summer, I hope that someone comes along to take me off guard and test me, but someone I know. Someone I’ve known before but never looked at in that way. I HATE GETTING TO KNOW PEOPLE. I know I’m a social person, but in this aspect, NO ME GUSTA.
I know I have a persona that is strong, straightforward and loud but that’s who I am. I won’t be some girl who is dainty and “damsel in distress” like. That’s not me and I can’t stand girls like that. I won’t be someone I’m not just to try and get the attention of a guy. I won’t dumb myself down and I won’t make myself look hopeless and frail.
This fourth of July sucks. It always has. It always will. I will never have someone under fireworks or the rain, or for no reason. Everything, as usual, is great except for the lousy, non-existant love life that I have. I know I should count my blessings and I know you don’t need a man to complete you, but for those who have never experienced love or a relationship, are at a loss.
Would you have rather to love and have your heart broken, or not to have loved at all?